Xu Changshun was stunned, obviously a little surprised, while Tong Quanliang's eyes flashed and he continued to smile.
"So, Xiao Zhang, you already knew about this?"
After hearing Tong Quanliang's test, Zhang Hongcheng already had an idea in his mind.
It seems that what the fat man said has really happened.
In mid-April, in order to strengthen its jurisdiction over Hongqitun and its surrounding uninhabited areas, and to balance the conflicts between the two villages and a youth educated youth site, the county added another position to the newly appointed youth educated youth team leader and militia battalion commander.
Public Security Commissioner.
This position sounds like it is only responsible for public security, but in this era it is definitely a "standing committee member" of the village.
With the support of this position, Zhang Hongcheng truly became the third in command of Hongqitun!
Moreover, given the characteristics of this era, as long as Zhang Hongcheng is brave enough, he can get involved in almost anything that happens in the village.
As the name suggests, the public security commissioner is not under the jurisdiction of the local top leader, but is directly under the county revolutionary committee.
Like the public security commissioners in the commune, they are the people that the top leader fears the most.
Things turned out just as Zhang Hongcheng had expected. His appointment as a special commissioner of public security had already been issued to Hongqitun.
Xu Changshun's contempt for him was due to jealousy.
Tong Quanliang's "friendliness" was because he was afraid that the young man Zhang Hongcheng would turn around and cause trouble for his fellow villagers.
In the incident during last year's Chinese New Year, it was people from my own village who started the fight first.
If the security commissioner said he wanted to arrest someone, he really couldn't stop him.
This is not a place where villagers dare to act tough with their superiors. You have to know that there are troops and educated youth guarding the border everywhere within a radius of 100 miles.
Zhang Hongcheng had his first meal in Hongqitun in the small canteen of the Hongqitun team headquarters.
The top and second-in-command of the village came to accompany him in person.
At the dinner table, Tong Quanliang calmly talked about the division of labor.
Zhang Hongcheng sneered in his heart.
Division of labor?
What's there to divide?
It is nothing more than restricting or depriving certain powers of the public security commissioner.
"I'm still young," Zhang Hongcheng said with a modest smile, seemingly moved by Tong Quanliang's words. "I consulted the leadership before coming here, and I'll consult and report on everything. So you two can rest assured."
Tong Quanliang's face froze slightly.
He didn't think that Zhang Hongcheng meant that he had to ask him for instructions on everything, because Zhang Hongcheng's real leader was in the Human Resources Department of the County Revolutionary Committee.
He can still give some orders regarding the militia, but if he dares to interfere in the affairs of the Human Security Department...
The meal ended in a bad mood.
Zhang Hongcheng did not stay in the team headquarters, but rode his bike directly into the wetland.
In spring, the sun is shining brightly in the sky, the world is filled with green, and water birds are flying and circling.
Some people say that the most beautiful scenery in Northeast China in spring is in the wetlands, and it is absolutely true.
Hulin Wetland
Halfway through the journey, various wooden bridges gradually appeared.
Zhang Hongcheng found himself constantly moving from one small island to another.
You know what, it’s quite interesting.
There are just too many bugs!
The Hongqi Youth League Station was set up on a high ground, and on an island not far from the station, there was a row of neatly arranged barracks.
That was where the troops were stationed before, but now it is deserted.
At the entrance of the educated youth site, dozens of male and female educated youth were standing or squatting waiting there.
From a distance, they all seemed to be filled with anger.
Zhang Hongcheng's foot almost missed the target while cycling.
Oh my god, where did these beggars come from?
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